时间犹如一滴水,滴落时,荡开的阵阵涟漪是天边云彩的嫁衣。绚丽过后,又只剩下死一般的寂静。上了高中后,时间便被学习挤满了,无暇顾及周围的同学。他们,对我而言是一个个苍白的问号。我独处一隅,数着洒落在书页上的云彩边角。那么的缭眼,又那么的苍白无力,一如我此时的心境。我不是一个喜欢寂寞的人,只是喜欢安静;我不是一个喜欢 Time is like a drop of water, dripping, the open ripples are sky clouds wedding dress. After the gorgeous, but still dead silence. After attending high school, the time was filled with study time, no time to take care of the students around. They, for me, are pale, question marks. I am alone, counting the corner of the clouds that splashed across the page. So the eye-catching, so pale and weak, as I am at this time mood. I am not a lover of people, just like quiet; I am not a like